Warning: Mature content in the chapter
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Evaline:
The sound that left me wasn't something I meant to make.
It slipped out of me - low, unsteady, helpless - when Oscar's fingers moved with a slow, devastating certainty, as if he knew exactly how to unravel me without even trying. Heat curled inside me in a way that made thought dissolve.
His mouth was maddening in its own way - warm, soft, worshipful - gliding over my throat, my collarbone, the slope of my shoulder. A kiss here, a lingering press of lips there… then suddenly gone, only to appear somewhere else and pull another shiver from me.
I didn't know where to turn or what to cling to. Everything was just sensation.
I barely noticed the shift in the bed until a warm breath touched the hollow beneath my ear. My eyes flew open.
Another mouth. Another presence. Another familiar energy wrapping around me from behind.
Kieran.
